If I had a flower for every time I thought of you, I could walk in my garden forever.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
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Meadow
Teen FictionLane Roehl is just ready to graduate. Growing up in a small town, she's been with these classmates since elementary school, and nothing surprises her anymore. She sits back and watches people's lives go down the drain, popularity statuses fluctuate...
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If I had a flower for every time I thought of you, I could walk in my garden forever.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
